Konoe Ryoka carried her bag and walked forward. With great difficulty, she came to Higashinoji's side, and she immediately had a piece of pancake in front of her face.

"Here, let's eat for you. You've had a hard day today, Konoe-san."

Higashinoji smiled and gave Konoe Ryoka a strawberry-flavored pancake.

"Oh...oh..." Konoe Ryoka, who was suddenly attacked by Higashinoji, subconsciously responded and took the pancake.

Then she half-raised her head anxiously: "I, I will give you the money later, Higashino-san."

"No, it's just a pancake."

Higashikata waved his hand.

He could still afford a pizza of 150 yen.

The two of them found a bench and sat down.

Konoe Ryoka watched Higashinoji biting the pancake and looking around from time to time, and finally asked curiously:

"What are you looking at? Higashino-san?"

"Me? I'm looking at a painting." Higashino put down the pancake and pointed forward: "Look over there."

Konoe Ryoka turned her head.

The next moment, her eyes froze.

The slowly setting sun is like an orange-red luminous substance dissolved in water. The soft and not dazzling light shines through the fine dust in the air, creating the Tyndall effect.

The brilliance seemed to reflect and tremble on the sea surface.

Yes, the city of Tokyo is glowing with cool colors under the sunset.

Under the cold color of the building, which is completely different from the warm color above, the natural color and modern creation are perfectly integrated, and the cold and warm are self-consistent.

Higashinoji is indeed looking at paintings...

Konoe Ryoka finally understood what Higashinoji meant when he said, "I'm looking at a painting."

This is a majestic Tokyo oil painting in which rapid brushstrokes and light projections echo each other, and the color shades are appropriately matched.

"This is the Tokyo I want to paint."

Higashinoji crossed his index fingers and thumbs to create a square viewfinder.

Leisurely and soothing, with the pizza vendors nearby, the Tokyo Steel Forest in the distance, and the sunset even further away...

The breeze blew by, as if time had frozen.

Higashikata is very satisfied.

He ended his work early this time just to collect materials outside.

And he did get a pretty good view.

Reminiscing about the scenery just now, Higashino felt his hands itchy, as if he had scratched something.

"Stop talking about this, how are you doing over there? Have you finished the painting?" Higashinoji turned his head and looked at Konoe Ryoka.

This little girl painted him, so of course he had to ask a few questions.

"...The painting is finished."

Konoe Ryoka nodded subconsciously, but her face soon turned red.

Because she remembered.

She painted Higashinoji so beautifully.

That painting is probably her most beautiful gouache painting.

On the one hand, Higashiyesi has a good foundation, and on the other hand, Higashiyesi has been teaching her these days. No matter how stupid she is, she has improved a lot.

"Really?" Higashinoji said nothing after asking this question. He took a bite of the pancake and glanced around.

Looking at Higashinoji, Konoe Ryoka thought of the discussion between Fukushima-senpai and other studio students just now.

"Higashino-san, um...how is your sister doing lately?"

She subconsciously spilled the beans, and although she quickly covered her mouth, she still said all the words.

So Konoe Ryoka stood up hurriedly:

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Higashino-kun! I didn't mean to say it..."

While she apologized, she secretly looked at Higashinoji's expression.

Higashinoji's pretty face seemed a little surprised, but he soon smiled in relief.

"That's just the way Chihaya-san is. Like you, she also likes to eat pancakes. Where did you hear this?"

Although he and Konoe Ryoka had not been together for two days, Higashinoji also knew that she was not very interested in rumors.

"Just now, a senior in the studio said..." Konoe Ryoka tightened her grip on the pancake, worried that Higashinoji would be angry.

After all, exposing people does not expose shortcomings.

But what Konoe Ryoka didn't expect was that Higashinoji just responded with "Really?" and seemed to have lost interest and stopped continuing.

There was no rage as Konoe Ryoka imagined, nor did she show any grudge.

He was still looking at the scenery ahead.

This silence made Konoe Ryoka panic.

She thought it might be that Higashikata was not a good expressive person, and Higashino probably felt uncomfortable holding back.

But I was not a member of Higashinoji, so I didn't know how to comfort him in this situation, so I could only lower my head and sit next to him.

After sitting like this for half an hour, Higashinoji turned his head strangely:

"What are you doing?"

Why does this little girl keep sitting next to me? And she doesn’t leave even after eating?

"Why?"

Konoe Ryoka didn't expect that such words would suddenly come out of Higashinoji's mouth, so she opened her mouth dryly:

"I, I...don't let your mind wander, Higashino-kun."

Konoe Ryoka thought about it for a long time, and finally said a very clumsy word to comfort Higashinoji.

"What's wrong with me?" Higashino asked in return.

"It's just...senpai and the others are discussing your affairs behind your back...don't be angry."

Hi - Higashinoji thought it was a big deal.

To be honest, he didn't care about this kind of thing at all.

You can't say that you don't care, but what's the use of caring? He can't just rush into the studio with a knife and do a double kill, triple kill, or a big kill, right?

But looking at Konoe Ryoka's goose-like expression, he couldn't help but tease:

"Yeah, I'm in a bad mood right now. If you give me your set of German painting tools, I won't be angry anymore."

"Well..."

After hearing this, Konoe Ryoka looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Higashinoji said with a pretentious face: "As expected, I still can't bear to part with you, so why don't you advise me not to be angry?"

"No, no." Konoe Ryoka clenched her little hands tightly, lowered her head in grievance, and then whispered: "Can you wait for me?"

Um?

Higashinoji didn't understand what this sentence meant for a while, but then he saw Konoe Ryoka walking forward hurriedly with her head lowered, like a little ostrich that didn't even look at the road.

Her bag was placed next to Higashikata and was not taken away.

After a while, Konoe Ryoka came back again.

This time, she was holding a lot of things, her face was red, and she was breathing quietly.

It's not that I'm shy, I'm just tired.

A brand new painting box, set of brushes, board brushes, and a set of unopened painting tools.

Higashinoji could tell at a glance that it was the same style of paintbrush she used.

"...You went to buy painting supplies?"

"Yes." Konoe Ryoka gently wiped her sweat, nodded, and said to him hesitantly and awkwardly: "I, my painting tools are in the studio..."

"So you bought me a new set?"

"Um."

Konoe Ryoka responded softly.

Okay...this girl...

Higashikata rubbed his temples, opened his mouth, and then asked:

"How much?"

"ah?"

"I asked you how much it cost!"

Higashinoji's voice was a little angry.

It's true... I tease others all day long, but I didn't expect that I got a peck in the eye today.
Chapter completed!